by: CCR
G F Some folks are born to wave the flag, C G Ooh, that red, white and blue, dog G F And when the band plays "hail to the chief", C G Ooh, they point the cannon at you, lord! G D C G It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son, son. G D C G It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no G Yeah! G F Some folks are born silver spoon in hand, C G Lord, don't they help themselves, oh. G F But when the taxman comes to the door, C G Lord, the house lookin' like a rummage sale, yeah. G D C G It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, dog G D C G It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no. G F Some folks inherit star spangled eyes, C G Ooh, and they send you down to war, lord, G F And when you ask them, "how much should we give?" C G G G G Ooh, the only answer is more! more! more! yeah! G D C G It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, dog. G D C G It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, one. G D C G It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunat one, dog. G D C G It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunat one, dog. (solo and fade)
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